In the Line of Fire

First Read

The Soviet Protocol - First Impressions - Episode 1
The Soviet Protocol - A Weekend at the Lake - Episode 2
The Soviet Protocol - Turning up the Heat - Episode 3

03:18 Handri: One of the worst things, actually the worst, to be honest. The dried cum on the skin. Handri knows it well, all militaries know it well. Years of hard training in how to wank under the covers, without getting caught by fellow soldiers. The problem is that once dried, cum smells like a rotten egg, a sweet, strong, unmistakable stench. And this certainly did not go unnoticed by Sergeant Kacper on their return to base.
03:18 Handri: A nice hot shower would have been better after that night which changed Handri forever. But there was no electric light, let alone a shower. But let's take a small step back. That morning Handri woke up with so much pain. Abs. face, his legs hurt too. The sun had not yet risen, a gray / white mist blended with the color of the lake water. He slipped out of Sam's arms while still asleep and he tried to figure out how it was possible that he had slept all night being hugged by that man. They had had sex the night before, not just to jerk off, that would be there anyway, but those kisses, that touch until they came, that was having sex with a man.
03:19 Handri: "Hey wake up!" With his foot he tried to wake up Sam, and then go and put a few things inside the backpack. "The vehicle will be here soon, be ready man."
03:19 Handri: The return journey was nothing special, they spoke little. The truck jolted at every hole in the road, at every bump, even the smallest. Three and a half hours later, after spending an exaggeratedly long time on a bench in the back of a post-war military vehicle, Handri jumped out with his backpack: "See you later Brit." Sergeant Kacper was waiting for them with a cup of hot coffee, coming out of the command tent.
03:19 Mateusz_Kacper: I approach from behind. I immediately noticed something in Handri's gaze, the way he immediately walked away. "I hope you enjoyed this little vacation, Corporal. Fuck, you smell worse than a camel, take a shower and come to the command tent, briefing in 45 minutes, on time, and don't skimp with the sponge." I turn around and go back to the tent, it's cold but I'm in my shirt, sweaty on my chest, after doing over 150 pull-ups divided into reps of 25 at a time.
16:19 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I had one of the best sleeps in a while. Handri's hard, muscled body fit perfectly up against mine, and he radiated heat like a furnace. Felt good. I had such a good sleep, that I even slept past my normal wake up time of 5am. Handri woke me, and I looked up at him grinning. By now, the smell of dried cum was all over both of us, and it was strong. I didn't mind too much. There was no shower here, but we'd be heading back today, we'd get clean back on the base.
16:21 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I felt kinda easy now with Handri, the antagonism had been replaced with an easy-going acceptance and trust on my part. I felt different about him now. Something about getting off with one of your bros after a rough fight always clears the air. And, not just getting off. We'd had full on sex. That kiss... nearly as good as the kiss I'd shared with Sergeant Kacper.
16:24 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I was content to keep to myself on the ride back, and so was Handri. It didn't feel weird, or tense, at least not to me, but I wondered how Handri was taking what had happened, especially after he made such a big deal about being straight. But, I didn't wonder for very long. I figured he'd work it out, one way or the other. But damn... he'd felt really nice up against me last night. And fighting him... testing out his muscle... driving my fists into his body and jaw... that had been hot as fuck. I hoped he'd figure it out, and maybe we'd get that rematch in after all at some point.
16:28 Corporal_Sam_Mason: We arrive, and I jump off, holding my duffel bag, Handri said his good bye, and with a grin, I called out, "See you later Handri... and yeah, for the record, you are STILL an asshole." Then, I turn to see Sergeant Kacper walking towards up behind me with a coffee. I turned to look at him, and once again.. I felt that little bolt of lighting race up and down my spine, reminding me all at once of what had passed between us when I'd kissed him the other day. Fuck. Talk about intense. I controlled my reaction though, as my eyes drank in his face and the cut of his body. Fuck, he was ripped. Handsome as well. Wearing nothing but a sweaty t-shirt that showed off every fucking contour of his incredibly ripped body.
16:31 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I'm pulling my thoughts together when the Sarge mentions my smell. Well, yeah, the dried cum does fucking smell. And there was a lot of it, mine and Handri's. I reply, my eyes lingering maybe just a moment too long on his sweaty t-shirt, "Yes sir. Unfortunately, no shower at that frozen hellhole. And no fire. Sir ... is that coffee for me?" I grin at him.
16:35 Mateusz_Kacper: I ve been in this life for long enough to smell busllhit and smell also something else, when I look at you with the same grind, I guess the vacation didn't have any effect or maybe it did and you got smart with the coffee, after all I did start this coffee thing with you. "Go get cleaned up and you may use the disposable cups inside the tent, I don't wanna know where that mouth has been." I turn around, heading to my tent, "45 minutes !” I yell as I walk into our big tent, the sweat start to get cold on my ripped body
16:41 Mateusz_Kacper: While waiting for you I had one of the guys call Handri cause I wanted to know how it went, if the drive has been delivered and also to report to me about the last 24 hours, "Was ok sir," he said "Me and him came to an understanding but I’m sure you knew it that's why you sent me with him, because I replied back and I know what that means, so I learned my lesson but I also think he understood too." I ask, " What kind of understanding?" "I guess we had to understand the boundaries and how things works and we did, I think we are better at working together sir." I can see miles away that they had a fight, Handri lips are still a bit puffed, "Ok i'm glad that you two worked out your problems"
16:44 Mateusz_Kacper: "You are dismissed." I say and I watch Handri turn on his feet and leave the tent. Something was not right, at the same time the two cross paths, Handri was walking away when i see Sam walking in.
16:49 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I whistle as I head over to the showers. The feel of hot water is a luxury, and one that I don't take for granted. I would normally take cold showers, but in a freezing hell hole like Belarus, I pampered myself just a bit. I got geared up again, back in my SAS black, and headed over to the command tent. I passed Handri as I'm walking in, and I give him a friendly grin. He was a hot fucker. Then, I entered the tent, looking over the Sarge. It was warm in here, two heaters blasting heat into the heavy-duty tent. I shrugged off my heavy coat, wearing just my tight-black t-shirt. I laid it across a chair, and turned towards Sergeant Kacper. I looked him right in the eye, "Reporting as ordered sir. And ... I don't suppose a hungry soldier could get some hot grub and maybe even coffee at some point?" I keep my face absolutely straight. But it's an effort.
16:54 Mateusz_Kacper: Looking at you and fuck I don't get how he can be so cocky and so arrogant and yet piss me off just by staying quiet. "You know what that gourmet menu in the recreational tent is for, right soldier? So how was it with Handri, he told me that you two worked out your differences pretty well didn't you?"
16:58 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I stand at attention, yet relaxed at the same time, arms clasped behind my back, chest thrust forward, straining my t-shirt. I started to grin. "You have to have some recreational time in order to use that tent, Sergeant." Then, I listened to the rest of his question. "I'd say we worked out things pretty well sir. After he tried to kill me by starting a fire in the pit when the chimney was blocked, that is. But we had a ... little joint training exercise involving the exchange of hand to hand combat techniques. Once he realized that my technique was superior, things became pretty smooth between us. We even had to end up sharing the same sleeping bag that night to keep from freezing, since we couldn't start a fire."
17:06 Mateusz_Kacper: I knew I was right I can't believe my suspicions were right, you and Handri shared the sleeping bags and that smell, the way that Handri was nervous, how you react so cocky and confident, if I had to bet I was sure I could have won. "You two shared a sleeping bag I don't care how uou two spent the night and what kind of recreational activities you had going on, I guess you don't need that tent then since you were recreationed quite well weren’t you?" I stand up and walk around. "I didn't send you to that shithole to have fun Corporal, I sent you to prepare a mission and I guess there is a mission to be prepared." I get close to you, "Am I right?"
17:09 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I stand straight as Sergeant Kacper begins to circle me, dressing me down. I started to get angry, it wasn't any of his business what me and Handri got up to. And we had a perfectly valid reason for sharing that sleeping bag. For fuck's sake, we would have frozen to death otherwise. The recreational activity, well, that was just a bonus. And none of the Sarge's goddamn business. Then, I realized something, and some of the anger started to drain away. Sergeant Kacper ... was JEALOUS. Jealous of me... FUCK. The revelation made my balls tingle. What we had shared the other day... it was pretty intense for me. And just as intense for him.
17:15 Corporal_Sam_Mason: He gets right in my face then, and I look him straight in the eye, not flinching or backing down. "We carried out the mission as ordered, we delivered the USB drive to the designated drop box in the convenience store without incident, SIR." My voice was hard and sharp. I didn't shirk on my duties. "The only incident worth reporting was the behaviour of some of the locals. One or two of them seemed far more curious about our activities then I would have expected. But all they did was look." I took a breath, continuing to stare into the Sergeant's eyes. "There is a mission to be prepared SIR, and I am ready for it."
17:19 Mateusz_Kacper: I get in your face and look straight into your eyes, my chest almost bumps into yours. "Yes there is a mission to be prepared and that is what you are here for Sam, I tell you what, Handri is a good soldier, he has been with me for 2 years, he has a nice girlfiend in Prague." I bump into your nose. "You fucked with his head and we have a problem. It would be a pity to have him transferred after all the work he put into his post here, to save him from being distracted by you, you understand me?" I turn around, "Now, since we got this part clear let's talk about the mission and what you are here for."
17:21 Mateusz_Kacper: I don't know what is going on, in fact what the guys are doing outside the working hours, if there are any, it's not my business but I know Handri and he is a good kid, is that why I got so upset ? I don't know, I'm trying to figure out what is going on here.
17:27 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Suddenly, I can feel my anger starting to rise again as the Sarge starts to dress me down for ... fucking with his head? What the fuck? Handri is a grown man, and so am I. What we do in our own time is none of his business. Fuck... He's jealous .. My chest and arms flexed even tighter as I pushed against his chest. "Sir, with all due respect, what may or may not have happened between me and Handri is NONE of your goddamn business, SIR. Handri is not a child. He's a man, and he can make his own decisions about who he wants to fuck around with." Then, suddenly, I start to grin. "And so can I. And so can you, SIR. Perhaps you and I need another .. training session to clear the air." I throw that out there as a challenge. "So yes SIR, if we are clear, then let's talk about the mission, the reason my government sent me here to this frozen hellhole." I might be a Corporal, and you are the ranking NCO, but that doesn't mean I'll let myself be pushed around.
17:33 Mateusz_Kacper: I look at you and I stand up again and this time I step right in front of you and get in your face. "Listen to me, what you do, who you fuck, even if you was gonna fuck your own fucking sister, I don't give a shit, but it is my busines to watch after my men, it is my fuckin business to make sure that they are ok physically and mentally and ready to perform and anything....I say ....anything ..that may affect that performance is my goddman business ...did I make self clear?"
17:36 Mateusz_Kacper: Then I press a bit into your chest, "We train when I tell you to train and next time I can assure you there will be a totally different training session. You are pissing me off corporal and when I get pissed I may forget that I’m a gentleman and your superior, dont fucking push me kid, im fuckin serious.”
17:41 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I stand there as you get right up into my face, shouting right at me as if I were just some greenhorn recruit. It really pisses me off. But... if I'm honest... it also makes me even more attracted to you. When you finish, I reply, my voice tight and controlled, "Yes sir, you made yourself perfectly clear. My apologies. I didn't realize your men were delicate little flowers, emotional basket cases, unable to deal with ... man to man action. I suppose that makes sense though, considering the kind of leadership they have."
17:46 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I stand straight as your chest bumps into mine, and I don't yield, holding firm. "And yes sir, you are the Sergeant, and I am the Corporal. You tell me to jump, and I say how high. You tell me when and where we train, and I show up. If I have pushed you too hard and pissed you off, then I will just have to deal with the consequences, won't I SIR? And so will you." I'm so fucking angry right now... but wierdly, also so FUCKING turned on. The Sergeant drives me crazy. I can smell his sweat as he pushes up against me, and his scent is strong, potent. Fuck. He's a beast. I want him.
19:16 Mateusz_Kacper: "Delicate little flowers? The leadership that they have?" I start to really get pissed off and I grab your collar and push you back holding your shirt, getting into your face. "I tell you what is gonna happen," and my voice calms down, "if you ever get to the end of this mission I’m gonna beat you so hard that you gonna have to stick your toothbrush up your ass if you wanna wash your teeth is that clear?" I release you and very calmly I walk toward my chair. "I want your full report on my desk tomorrow morning at 0600 about those men in that village, if I don't have it by then I wanna see you with your shit packed outside cause you gonna fly back to the UK, you gonna start doing what you come here to do, DISMISSED!"
19:35 Mateusz_Kacper: What apparently might have seemed like an easy write-up job is actually not. Making an intel report requires a lot of precise information. Information that is not available to everyone, requires having contacts, friendships, channels to access information that if they were so easy to find, there would not be a dedicated department just for this. The Sergeant knows very well that Sam will have to convince people to trust him, help him, find the humility to ask for help where to go to get the information the sergeant wants. Usually in a large base there is a department, an officer who leads the department. But on a base like this there isn't. The only people Sam knows are the Sergeant, and Handri, considering that the Sergeant is not the first choice to ask for help, by a logical deduction only one remains.
21:10 Mateusz_Kacper: NATO intelligence departments are divided into various branches. And they are located in different countries using the resources of the country that is part of NATO. There is no central building, no NATO central agency, but there is the central department within the countries themselves. Often they also go based on the number of soldiers employed in one mission rather than another. For example, the intelligence service of the mission in Afghanistan was provided by the US. Specifically by the DIA, defense intelligence agency. The Russians have the GRU which also takes care of the special forces
21:10 Mateusz_Kacper: The British have MI6 and so on. In strategic missions that do not concern the political situation of an entire country, or a war site like in Iraq for example, the intelligence services are provided by those who operate in the base, in this case it is a base controlled by the Germans, Poland, with the participation of the British and French
21:10 Mateusz_Kacper: The Germans do not have a central military agency, but they have 3, a military one called MAD and mainly concerns military espionage and defense. Then there is the BND which is the German federal intelligence agency that also deals with civil and military crimes and many other things such as terrorism.
21:11 Mateusz_Kacper: Sam has a very hard job, he will have to be good at finding a help point through the only person he knows in the base, after all the only one who can help him is Handri himself. The sergeant knows this well, to test the balance of his soldiers, to understand how far Sam has gone with Handri and if Handri will be willing to help him and how. Basically the sergeant served Handri on a gold platter, the chance to fuck Sam off, if Sam was an embarrassment. In addition to the immense pleasure of seeing Sam prostrate in asking for help, a magnificent blow to Sam's boundless ego. The sergeant would enjoy every single second of that moment.
16:33 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I smirk as the Sarge grabs the collar of my t-shirt and pushes me back. For some reason... I love pushing the Sarge's buttons... getting under his skin, pissing him off. I watch the tendons and muscles of his thick, beefy arm flex as he stretches the fabric of my t-shirt, threatening to rip it. But I just keep my eyes locked on his as he threatens to beat me down. Which is of course what I want.
16:38 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Then, he seems to calm down, getting control of himself. I'm kind of disappointed. I was hoping he'd take a swing at me. But he doesn't. He starts talking again, and this time my jaw clenches. He knows... HE FUCKING KNOWS that I have no connections, no idea how this shithole of an outpost manages it's intelligence gathering. He's fucking given me an order without any of the tools or information I need to carry it out. I stand there for a moment, looking at him, with my eyes hard as daggers. I speak up once more, before I turn to leave, grabbing my heavy coat on the way, "You are such a FUCKING dick, SIR."
16:41 Corporal_Sam_Mason: The only person I can turn to for help, besides the fucking Sarge, is Handri. I roll my eyes. I know exactly what's going to happen if I go to him for help. He's going to be a fucking asshole about it. Well... I don't have any choice. And if he gets out of line, I can also beat him up again. Suddenly, the whole notion of going to Handri didn't seem like such a bad idea after all.
16:48 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I make my way back out through the camp. It's mid-afternoon now, but already the sun was low in the sky. Snow was piled up in drifts off to the side of the beaten paths meandering through the camp. I figured Handri would probably be in his tent right now. I asked a passing soldier, who told me where Handri's tent was. I walked in, shoving the flap aside, to find Handri lounging on his cot. "You fucking lazy bastard." I grinned at him. It was warm in his tent, with another portable heater blasting hot air. I took my coat off. "Time to get off your fat ass and do some work."
16:54 Handri: Handri had a good afternoon, pretty much doing minor things, checking his assignment for the rest of the week and putting down another request of leave to see his girlfriend this coming weekend. After all he desperately needs to see his girl. Especially after what happened, he needs to reassure himself about everything, forget what happened with that English guy and move on, cause that is what needs to be done. Move on. When he turns and sees Sam storming into the tent confused he looks at him, "What are u doing here?" , shirtless he lay on his bed with the boots on the side, he crunched up and got on his elbow.
17:02 Corporal_Sam_Mason: My eyes linger on Handri's abs and chest. He really has a fantastic set of abs. Nearly as cut and defined as mine. But I'm not hear to admire this vain fucker's abs. My dick does twitch a bit though. "Sergeant Kacper is a fucking dick. He wants me to write up a report of our assignment yesterday. I mentioned that I was suspicious about the way some of the locals were watching us, and he wants a full report. He knows full fucking well that I have no intelligence contacts here to provide the appropriate context. So, since you are the only other contact I have...." I grin at him.
17:11 Handri: Handri smirks "Oh thats why he called me in and asked me about the time we were at the village and all." He stands up and sits on the bed, "See, when I got here after we arrived, Luka, the short Hungarian muscled guy? Anyway, he called me in and Kacper wanted to see us, he asked us times and all, I assumed he wants to get the satellite images of the village at that time." Then he turns to you. "We don't do intel report here Sam, even him, he doesn't have access, his officer does that work, yes he might have clearance to read them." Then he stands up and walks to you. "He’s fucking with you man, there is no intel report that me or you can do without the security clearance, do you really think that you can call a tollfree line and order that up? " Handri laughs. "But that was a smooth move, oh god that was a smooth move I have to say, you must have pissed him off badly, but here talk to Luke, he is the com guy if you don't believe me."
17:21 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I stand there, listening to Handri start to smirk. He goes on about getting satellite images of the village for the report, then spouts even more shit about Sgt. Kacper not having clearance, claiming he is just fucking with me. I know he's just fucking with me, that is bleeding obvious but the question is ... Is Handri fucking with me too? I start to chuckle. "Seriously? You guys are here to try and keep the peace in this frozen shithole, and your noncom's don't even have security clearance? Damn, I mean, I knew that the SAS ran a much tighter ship than this third-rate operation, but I had no idea you guys were that fucked up. No wonder you aren't able to get shit done here." Time for me to give shit right back to him. "All right, get your fucking shirt on and stopping showing off your abs, and go take me to Luka. Then, if you aren't fucking with me, and noncoms really don't have security clearances, then I'll go tell Sergeant Kacper to fuck himself."
17:26 Handri: Handri’s expression suddenly changed. "You know what? My superior in this tent is the Sarge, he is the only one who can tell me what to do, and looks like you haven't understood that much, I’m not going anywhere ...if you wanna find Luke, then take that exit, turn your ass 180 degrees and go find him and after you found him, go fuck yourself too ....dude." Handri sits down. "I told you what I know, I tried to help even if, I’d really rather have Kacper kick your ass out of here, but instead I helped you.”
17:31 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I shake my head, then suddenly, I start to laugh. "I'd much rather fuck you then myself, mate. Thanks for the help. And as for you wanting to see my ass kicked out... Well, you had your chance last night in that sleeping bag." I look at him with a smirk. I did like him, even if he was an asshole.
17:35 Handri: Handri sees red and comes after you, grabbing you by your shoulder and pulls you close " N o t h i n g happened...you understand ? ... n o t h i n g " Then he turned around and goes to sit on the bed. Now he knows that Sam potentially may blackmail him and this is not right, not when you have to watch each others back, anything can happen but potentially breaking trust in such a small base is poison.
17:39 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I am honestly, totally shocked when Handri grabs my shoulder. I can tell he's really upset. Well fuck. I'd made a mistake. What had happened between us last night was not a big deal to me, I enjoyed it, and I didn't force Handri to do anything he didn't want to. In fact, it was a bit more than just something I enjoyed. It was kinda special, a bit more than two bros just jacking off together. But obviously... It was a big deal to him. I sighed. Why the fuck did some men have to make such a big deal out of who they fucked?
17:42 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I moved over and deliberately sat right next to him. I put my arm around his shoulder, and forced him to look at me. "Listen Handri. I'm not gonna tell anyone else about what happened between us last night. That's not the kind of man I am. You have my word that what happened between us stays between us. It was no big deal, bro. Don't worry about it. Okay?"
17:54 Handri: Handri sits next to you and looks at you, looks uncomfortable with your arm on his shoulder, and he gets nervous, well kinda, since he doesn't mind having Sam’s arm around his shoulder, he would mind if someone sees him. In any other circumstances he won’t have a problem, but he feels like words on his forehead say "I had sex with a man" and he gets nervous. He stand up right away and he looks at Sam, gonna admit , sleeping last night was nice. "Ok man good that we cleared that out." Then he walks over to the end of the tent pretending to do something, in reality he is just moving things from one spot to another waiting for Sam to leave. "Luke is in tent 4.”
18:00 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I sat there, looking over at Handri. I could tell how uncomfortable he was. Made me feel kinda bad. He stood up, and said something pretty stupid. I looked at him, shaking my head as he turned away from me, his actions making it clear that he wanted me out of his tent. I didn't say anything as I left. Handri will have to work things out for himself. If he wants my help, I'll be there for him, but if he doesn't then I'm not gonna push. He's a grown man. Still, I felt kinda bad about it. I really liked him. And not gonna lie, last night was kinda sweet. Especially after beating the fuck out of him. Oh well. Then, I thought about Sergeant Kacper... I wondered, not for the last time, if he was fucking me over so hard because he didn't want to face what had happened between us in the tent when we kissed.
18:03 Corporal_Sam_Mason: But somehow, with Sergeant Kacper, it felt different than with Handri. I dunno... I felt that the Sarge could take care of himself, but Handri... Yeah, the Sarge was right, I think... Handri wasn't nearly as well equipped to deal with shit. I sighed. I just wanted this whole fucking assignment to be over. I don't like it when stuff gets complicated. I'm a simple man. I found Tent 4, and called inside, "Luka? Can I have a word with you? It's Corporal Mason."
18:30 Luke: Luke, Lukan in Hungarian. One of the youngest on the base, arrived from France where he completed his military communication and cryptography course. A former nerd, PS4 lover, and with the money for this mission, he intends to buy a PS5. 19 years old, the last seven spent being bullied by school kids, for being small and skinny. His father is an engineer in a company that produces microchips in the Netherlands, the mother is a paralegal. Lukan comes from a good family, unlike many guys who ran away to look for a family in the army, Luke decided to join the army for a challenge against the system, no more bullying. He would work hard, even for himself.
18:30 Luke: He has a lot of friends on base, he's the classic good guy even if he likes to be tough since he put a bit of biceps on his arms. In fact, his best friends are weights, not that he is a bodybuilder, but compared to how he was, he has seen an improvement and seems to be respected more. In his tent number 4, he is training with dumbbells, shirtless, while looking in the mirror, his young body covered in sweat as he sees the new one, the new soldier enter.
18:30 Luke: Luke has no rank, he's just a soldier. "mmm yes ... aren't you the new one, the one the sergeant tore up in class last week?" Then he realizes that he may have gone over the lines he may be a Corporal, but he is still a rank above Luke. " What can I do for you?"
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15:51 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Still trying to shake off the unease I felt about Handri, I walked into the tent. I had a chance to get a good look at the young soldier as he worked out. He might be small, but the handsome private was tightly muscled, and he was handling some respectable weight for his size. The first words out of his mouth immediately irritated me. Apparently what had happened a few days back at the briefing had become common knowledge.
15:55 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I don't let it show though, laughing instead, "Well, he definitely tried. But I'm not THAT easy to tear up. So, yes, Handri tells me that you are the comms guy around here. Sergeant Kacper wants me to write up a report about yesterday's mission. But obviously, being the new guy, I don't have a clue who is in charge of intelligence data around here. Maybe you could give me a hand?" Now, let's see if Handri was fucking with me... yt
16:06 Luke: Luke looked at you and put his weight down "Yeah that's the only thing I can give you corporal, a hand." and he extended his hand. “Because other than that I can't give you anything else. Based on solid suspicions we can send the request to the central command in Germany and Poland, and they work on our requests. I am the guy who sends that request and I already did, I don't just pump bad boys you know" and he goofily flexes his biceps. "If you know what I mean, anyway I already did two hours ago and they haven't responded yet." Luke is looking a bit confused. "The Sarge signed 2 hours ago, if he wants something else he has to sign the requests though. " Luke is trying to understand something.
16:10 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I look at the young soldier as he drops his weight and responds back to me. I can tell he's a real smart ass. Like me. I like him. He explains how intelligence requests are handled, and immediately, it becomes clear that Sergeant Kacper is fucking with me. Not surprising. He's been fucking with me since our first meeting. I nod at him, with an easy smile.
16:11 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I reach out and pat his shoulder, "Thanks Luke. Sergeant Kacper is having some fun fucking with the new guy. Don't worry about it, mate. I'll go sort things out with the Sarge. And hey, thanks for the gun show." I wink at him, and grin as I turn to leave the tent.
16:12 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I head back through the tents towards the Sarge's tent. I shouted inside, "Sergeant, can we talk?"
16:17 Mateusz_Kacper: Just finished some boring paper work and having a small sandwich, fuck I miss a good meal, sometime I just wanna sit in a nice place and have a full steak, rare, juicy, shit I miss that so much. I’m in my shirt, I changed but I didn't shower, I still feel my sweat from the morning work out when I hear the corporal. I slowly stand up. "I can hear you loud and clear Corporal, don't need to yell." I’m looking at you trying not have a smirk on my face.
16:22 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I enter the tent, and don't say anything right away. My stomach growls and rumbles, a sign of how hungry I am, but I don't say anything yet. The scent of the Sarge's sweat hangs heavy in the air. Fuck, it smells good. Deep, rich, musky. I stood there for a few moments, my arms crossed just looking at him. As I stare at him, I'm reminded yet again of the other morning, in the tent... our little training session, and that kiss. I remember how fucking amazing his hard-muscled body felt against mine. How good he smelled. I want to beat the shit out of him. Kiss him again. Finally, I speak up after a long moment of silence, "You are a fucking colossal dick, Sergeant."
16:26 Mateusz_Kacper: Looking at you, I know that you know that I was fucking with you and suprisely took him just an hour to figure that out. Shit, I gonna admit, he is a fucking asshole but he is smart, damn smart, but if he wants to play and fuck around, I’m gonna make him sorry "What did you just say to me Corporal?" I turn and step into you, "You come here, watch your mouth. " I’m looking at you.
16:29 Corporal_Sam_Mason: He gets right into my face, up close. His muscles start to swell, and the smell of his sweat is intense. I don't back down, and keep looking him right in the eye. "Sorry Sergeant, did you ask me a question? I didn't hear you, Sir. Perhaps you could repeat it?"
16:36 Mateusz_Kacper: "I tell you what corporal, I’m gonna have to grab something at the storage tent in 2 min and no one can do that for me so if you have something to say, say it there or shut the fuck up." I walk and bump your shoulder and start walking toward that tent, I haven't been there since well, since that little accident happened between me and him this kid is fuckin pissing me off.
16:42 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I listen and my expression doesn't change as you bump into my shoulder and head off towards the storage tent. He turns and leaves. I wait a moment, then follow him. I'm a bit churned up inside, excited, pissed off, horny. I follow him through the camp, the sun is just setting now, and the temperature is dropping again, frost starting to form in the lengthening shadows as the Sarge enters the storage tent. I wait a few moments, then enter right behind him. I take off my heavy coat, and toss it on the chair. The tent is hot. I speak up again, "All right Sarge. Here we are. Now... maybe you can answer a question for me... Why are you treating me like shit?"
16:50 Mateusz_Kacper: I get into the tent and it's hot inside. The heaters are pumping hot air inside and you always have a dry throat when you step inside, I didn't grab my coat when I walked out from the command tent and it feels kinda nice to get warm inside this tent. I make sure the tent flap is closed. "I don't treat you like shit Sam, you are smart, but cocky and arrogant, and way too much so for my taste, so I guess you figured out the report, Handri gave up that easy huh ? I didn't expect that , do we have a problem Sam? Is your little romance with Handri gonna be a problem?" I’m looking at you and getting more and more pumped.
16:55 Corporal_Sam_Mason: The tent is hot... just as hot as the anger that starts to boil up inside me at the Sarge's shit-stirring words. My muscles start to tense as I taste the anger in the pit of my gut. I thought back to the meeting with Handri I had earlier. How uncomfortable he was, how much he didn't want anyone else to know what had happened. The Sarge had NO fucking right to pry. "Your little game was pretty transparent. And talk about cocky and arrogant... fuck... have you looked in the mirror recently, Sarge?" My voice was hard.
16:57 Corporal_Sam_Mason: "I don't know what the fuck you are talking about. Handri and I don't have any fucking romance. We did the mission together, we gained some respect for each other. That's what you wanted, wasn't it?"
17:03 Mateusz_Kacper: Looking at you and wanting to settle this, this kid is pissing me off badly "Good then, would be a real shame to have him transferred after all the work he put in his post here, so what is your problem huh? You got a problem with how I run this place Sam? How I treat my men? How I teach them respect?" I'm getting closer to your face. "Is that why you are here in this tent, Sam? Cause I have time ....if you have a problem ...but the way you talk, is pissing me the fuck off, drop this rank bullshit and tell me what the fuck you want or shut the fuck up." I’m getting closer.
17:08 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I lean forward as you run your mouth off, and bump my chest into yours. I drive my forehead against yours. My muscles are hard, flexed, and sweat is starting to soak my black t-shirt. "I didn't have a problem before I got assigned here. From the first moment you laid eyes on me, you treated me like I was shit. You might outrank me, but that doesn't mean I'm going to take your bullshit lying down." My voice is low, hard, and I can feel the intensity building between us.. The scent of the sweat, the hard feel of his muscle against mine, the look in his eyes.
17:10 Corporal_Sam_Mason: "What I want Sarge, is to beat the fucking shit out of you. I've had enough of your games and your bullshit. If this is how you teach your men respect, by treating outsiders like trash, then yeah, I don't think much of how you treat your men."
17:17 Mateusz_Kacper: Your forehead pressing into me and I press back, we are both standing in the middle of the tent, leaning against each other, our foreheads pressing against each other is what keeps us from moving forward or backward, I can smell your scent, your testosterone can't be mistake, there is attraction but also rivalry not in a bad way but he is a hot head and so am I, if it wasn't for the rank outside, we’d be clashing all the time. "You take whatever I fucking throw at you and if you don't like it you can report to the general command or leave the fuck out and pussy back to the UK, cause that is what you are good at huh?"
17:20 Mateusz_Kacper: My muscles tense and I start to sweat, pressing more and I put my hand on your shoulder, pushing into you, my other hand pulls back and sinks a hard uppercut into your lower abs thudddd , then I wrap my arms around you and push you back into some boxes "Fucking try fucker, just you try me." My body is pressing into you, feeling our muscle tense, veins popping from my bicep.
17:28 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I stand there, feeling the temperature rise, the tension building up between us. I want to fuck this loud-mouthed, arrogant, hard Polish bastard up in the worst way. And at the same time I'm so turned on, his smell, the feel and sight of him, the tension... it's making my dick start to stiffen. His voice is hard as a rock as he mouths off to me.
17:34 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Then, all at once, I feel you grab my shoulder, making space between us. This mother fucker is going to come at me right now. Your uppercut smashes into my flexed, hard-muscled abs. The blow is powerful, but my abs are rock solid, and they hold, but I can feel the throbbing in my core as the shockwave from that blow rips through my combat-forged abs. Then, you push me back into some poxes, as I snarl back, "I'll do more than try, you fucking asshole." You come down on top of me, as my back crashes into some boxes, they start to collapse. I reach up with my right hand, and drive my palm into your left shoulder, twisting from my hips, kicking off with my right boot to reverse our positions, exploding with so much fucking power, I throw you off me.
17:37 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I grunt, kipping back up to my feet, and in a flash, I have my t-shirt lifted and tossed aside, revealing the hard lines and ridges of my steel-cut, tightly muscled pecs and abs, my biceps are pumped, and I drop into a battle stance, snarling at you again, "So that's how you plan to beat me Sarge? Get the jump on me? Take me by surprise? Afraid to face me like a fucking man, you pussy?"
16:29 Mateusz_Kacper: I didn't expect to knock this bastard down with one punch at all, i didn't expect not to start a fight, and you respond the way you wanted, fuck the ranks, if we are ever gonna work together in that mission, if we ever pass this moment and start this mission, then we better put aside all our proiblems and this is the day, this is the day its either we make this fucking work or we don't, professionaly of course.
16:29 Mateusz_Kacper: Will there be other moments of tension between us? With a son of a bitch like him, I would be surprised if they weren't there, but for now we have to work on what we have, and what we have now is me wanting to break his ass. In the metaphorical sense, perhaps. I get up and turn, in an instant, I take off my shirt, my muscles relax in the layer of sweat that covers my chest and my sculpted abs. The veins run down my biceps and forearms. Pumped and ready for this "Shut the fuck up, if you complain about a little punch I’m gonna send you to play with the the wives of the soldiers you fuckin pussy."
16:32 Mateusz_Kacper: I roll my neck, raise my fists, "Come on asshole, it's just you and me here." I bounce and dance on my toes, teasing you with short jabs to your guard, then my left fakes a wide jab at your face but I bend on my knee move to the side and my right hook aims at your ribs thuddd
16:37 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I can feel the rage and aggression starting to boil in my guts, all mixed up with the deep and intense attraction I feel for you. My dick is actually rock hard, which is not normal for me when I get into a serious fight. I let myself relax, let all the tension flow out of my muscles, keeping myself focused, loose, ready to strike. Sweat is dripping down my pecs, and beginning to run down the ridges in between my tightly packed steel-hard abs. I hold my arms out in front of me, my body slightly turned towards you, leading with my left foot, hands open, ready for anything. My eyes are flashing, and my expression is fierce. If we are going to work together, then we need to get past this tension.
16:45 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I don't react to your taunt, I'm all business right now, and that business is unleashing my muscle, aggression, and testosterone on your hot ass. You come at me with some jabs, but I smoothly block them. You throw a wide left jab towards my face. I smoothly move my right arm up to guard. Your right hook whistles in for my ribs, but I twist at the last second, pivoting my torso to take the fist on my abs rather than my ribs. The blow slams in, sending another shockwave through my ripped core, but my abs hold. But fuck do you hit hard. I fire my left fist right at your jaw, in an explosive left cross, looking to land that blow before you can pull your right arm back to guard.
16:49 Mateusz_Kacper: I can smell the sweat of our bodies, I can smell the testosterone in the tent, I noticed how pumped I am when I feel my thick meat raging hard, when I felt my manhood bounce solid into my campo pants, looking at his muscles tense, his expression, damn I wanna hurt this bastard, this fight is a dance, and I've been dancing for long time...
16:52 Mateusz_Kacper: When you twist your core, I feel my right impact into your abs, solid and hard, I raise my left elbow and forearm up to my face, protecting me and lower my chin to my chest, lean into you cutting the distance and aim to sink my knee hard into your side, feeling your jab slamming partially on my arm and some on my face.
17:06 Corporal_Sam_Mason: The tent is heating up, and the hotter it gets, the stronger the scent of our sweat becomes. It's a deep, rich smell, adding to the aggression and fury of our battle. I want to fuck him up... fuck... I want him. You wrap your left arm around your face, mostly blocking my left cross. He's good. Fucking good. But so am I. You lean into me, your left knee flashes up to strike my side, but I fold my body away from the strike, mitigating some of the impact, as my right arm drops low, hooking my hand just behind your knee just after impact. It's a hard blow, sinking into my right side, delivering another tough strike. My abs are aching, they've already taken three hard shots. But the sacrifice was worth it. I have your left knee, and my own left foot quickly and savagely sweeps behind your planted right ankle, looking to take your foot out from under you and send you fucking crashing back first to the floor of the tent while I keep that left knee hooked tight.
17:14 Mateusz_Kacper: We right away cut the distance, we wanna feel our bodies battling and fight together, the smell of our sweat is pumping adrenaline into my veins, I grunt low when you slam my back on the hard floor of the tent, fuck he is good and fast, by holding my leg, you are forced to keep your side exposed, my other leg curl up, my knee on my chest and extend the sole of my boots right into your ribs, like a mule kick, slamming hard and shove you off to the side, rolling on my knee and standing up, put my fists up, my chest shining in my sweat and quickly adjust my boner, "Come on assholes...stand up!" I put my guard up, slam my fists together, wanna slam into him so hard.
17:19 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I grunt as I slam you down hard to the floor of the tent. I'm getting ready to step over you, but you kick out with your right foot. My left arm drops down to protect my ribs, your heavy boot fucking hurts like hell as it slams into my left arm, gonna have a big bruise on my bicep. The force of the blow makes me lose my balance, and I'm forced to drop your left knee and do some quick foot work to stay on my feet. You spring back up and face off with me. We are both sweating heavily now, going all out in this fight. Driven by an intense mix of aggression and mutual attraction.
17:23 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I move in smoothly, my guard is tight. I drive my left towards your head in a series of jabs, then, pivot smoothly the opposite direction, fire off a snap kick, driving my right boot towards the side of your left knee.
17:33 Mateusz_Kacper: The space is quite limited and we are getting furious, this is not a martial arts competition, we are here to kick each other’s ass. I keep my guard tight and high, stepping back as you unleash a series of perfect jabs as good as my guard stays in place, moving my weight on my rear legs, leaving the front leg without my body weight and free to move. The damage is little, I can feel your power behind each punch, each kick. I slide on the side and respond with a kick into your quads, you swing the right I swing my left in an alternating dance, "Fuck you sam, ok you can fight, drop this fucking military combat training motherfucker." I lower my guard and swing a wide jab at your jaw, keep my guard low. "Swing it asshole."
17:39 Corporal_Sam_Mason: The fight is intense, and I'm laser focused. You come back at me with a kick that slams into my quad, but my stance is solid, and I take the blow with only a grunt. Then you mouth off at me, telling me to drop my combat training. "If I hadn't already dropped the combat training Sarge, then one of us would be dead already." I grin at him, enjoying the intensity, the muscle, the sweat. He looks fucking fantastic, his hard muscle shining in the dim light, slicked with sweat, the tendons and veins popping out all over his chiseled frame.
17:44 Corporal_Sam_Mason: He comes at me, firing a jab at my jaw, I brush it aside, my guard still tight, despite how much we are tiring. I'm breathing hard, and suddenly, I drive forward, slamming my chest into his, my head draped over his shoulder, my heavy breath in his ear, the smell of our sweat hanging off us in a cloud. Grunting, I fire a series of short, wicked, close, tight punches to your ribs and your perfect abs. My pecs are rubbing against yours, our skin on skin contact, our muscles grinding together is firing me up even more. You feel fucking great against me.
17:48 Mateusz_Kacper: We close the combat, we both wanna see how far we can push this battle, its the moment, ouufff nhgfff, our chests slam together, my left arm raises wrapped around your neck now, we keep our bodies in a half clinch, breathing into each other’s chest and shoulder, my right arm sinks hard, short hooks into your abs, pushing you backward some, feeling your muscles against mine "Fuck you."
17:50 Mateusz_Kacper: We dance in the tent, swing each other, I slide my elbow meeting your chin as my ankle locks behind yours, aiming to make you fall on your back with me landing on top, your scent invades my nose and our sweat is making our bodies slide, trying to swing the same elbow across your jaw arghh.
17:54 Corporal_Sam_Mason: We both trade some short dirty punches to each other's abs, too close to do any real damage, but my abs are already sore, and I feel each and every one of those shots. My abs have definitely taken a pounding, they ache like fuck, and it's getting harder to keep them flexed. The ab punishment is costing me some of my speed and power, but there is no quit in me. You push me off you, and slice your elbow towards my chin. I block it, deflecting it with my forearm, but that lets you trip me up, and I land hard to the floor of the tent, your hard-muscled body smashing down on top of me.
17:57 Corporal_Sam_Mason: But as we fall I pull my other knee up against my body, letting you spear your abs on my right knee as we land. You swing your elbow towards my jaw, but with a low grunt, my right quad uncoils like a loaded spring, raising you up, then slamming you down beside me, following through, rolling over to spear you right in the middle of those perfect abs with my knee muscling down into the centre of your core. I keep you occupied by firing my fists towards your face. The sweat is literally making a steam cloud around us, the rich smell of our aggression and lust a constant.
18:04 Mateusz_Kacper: You are good and that’s why maybe I love messing with you, I know that and that is what I like about you, your attitide, but I fuckin hate it and it pisses me off so bad at the same time, I can feel our agression and you deflect my attack like a real special op can do, you are quick, fast and determined and hold the pain, I wasn't expect anything less from you, temse my abs grunting as I’m holding your weight, I can see the fibers of your muscle tense and flexing at every swing....
18:07 Mateusz_Kacper: My arms are up, protecting my face, some blows penetrate my guard and slam on my jaw and chin, tasting the my blood in my mouth, makes me even more pumped, I’m fucking weird I know, my free leg swings hard at your side, slamming the knee into your knee forcing you to lose your balance, your core takes the blows, rolling toward your direction , not letting a second pass and let my right land on your jaw, while I’m trying to roll on top of you, my sweat dripping on you, breathing hard.
18:11 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Sarge is one helluva tough bastard, a true elite fighter, keeping his core flexed as I spear my knee down into those steel-hard ab bricks. But then, that's what I'd expect from the Polish GROM. I can't believe how hard I am as we are fighting. I can't ever remember a fight this intense where I kept my hard on throughout.
18:13 Corporal_Sam_Mason: He lifts his knee up suddenly as I'm bashing at his face, pulling it up, crunching his core as he raises his leg. Fuck... I can feel the incredible power shifting and rippling beneath me. That knee smashes into my leg as I balance on your abs, and I lose my balance, rolling off you with a grunt and a spray of sweat.
18:20 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Of course, you react lightning fast, rolling towards me. I grunt, twisting and flexing my hips as your sweat drips down on top of me. You throw a right towards my jaw, but my arm is covering my face, partially blocking it. The blow is hard though, and your fist slides off my forearm to tag my chin, and I taste blood in my mouth. But before you can completely secure your position on top of me, I twist onto my side, then throw my right leg up and over your legs, grunting with speed and effort as I slide my body over, letting my leg lead the way, our sweat slick muscles sliding as I take your back. My legs instantly hook your ankles, and my quads flare with power as I fight to lock in a grapevine. My rock hard cock is tenting my camos, and you can feel my massive hard on surfing your ass, as I spike my right elbow down between your shoulder blades with a surge of force, my sweat dripping down on your back.
18:28 Mateusz_Kacper: You are fast, I can feel your power and your muscles, my attempt to roll on top of you failed, I can smell your scent, my chest press on the floor of the tent, fuck, I’m thinking this motherfucker is poking and pressing his boner on my ripped glutes, but I can also feel my hardon pressing on the tent floor, when you ram into me, grunt hard, you lock my ankles, I dont have any mobiliy with my legs but one arm plants on the floor, pushing up my torso, enough for my other elbow to sink hard into your ribs thuddddd swing my head backward if you are close to enough to slam into your nose and manage to roll on the side...
18:30 Mateusz_Kacper: Grunting loud now, still feel your chest against my hard back but we are on the side, you behind me, motherfucker tough son of a bitch, I’m breathing hard and I swing another elbow back sink into your plexus to roll and face you, breathing hard now, I need a sec to breath, fuck this has been so intense so far, covered in sweat, my muscles tense, catching my breath for a second, decide if I’m gonna stand up or clinch with you on the ground, looking at you.
18:35 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I grunt, as I struggle on top of your back, it's like trying to ride a bucking bronco. You are all muscle and power. I grunt softly as you push back into me, driving my boner tighter against your thickly muscled ass. Feels so amazing. My face is smashed hard against your upper back. You fire your elbow back into my side, and I grunt, fuck that stung. But it's a tough position to do any real damage, and I keep trying to ride your hard-muscled ass. You fire your head back, but I'm smart enough to keep my head off to one side to avoid any attempts to headbutt me.
18:38 Corporal_Sam_Mason: But try as I might, I can't stop you as you lever up on one arm, flipping us to our sides. You fire one more elbow, twisting hard as you do, breaking my grapevine. You flip over and face me. We are both on our sides, covered in sweat. You are breathing heavily. You used a lot of energy to get me off your back.
18:46 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I stare into your eyes for a moment as you catch your breath. The look in my eyes is intense.... part aggression, testosterone, and part lust. You are so mother fucking handsome... hard-muscled... powerful... I want you so fucking bad that I need to fuck you up. Suddenly, in a lightning fast burst of speed, I twist my body, throw my legs out, and spring on top of you, knocking you flat on your back as I drive into you. I'm just that bit fresher, you had to work far harder to get me off you then I had to work to stay on your back. You are still trying to catch your breath when I drop my abs directly on your face, looking to smother you. I drop my knees onto your left arm, wrapping it up tight, then using both my arms, I grab your thickly muscled right arm, every muscle in my body surging with power as I fight to lock out your right elbow. I growl, "Tap SARGE!!! Submit!!" My hard muscled abs are right on your face, robbing you of air when you most need it.
18:55 Mateusz_Kacper: Breathing hard and looking at you, intense, sweat dripping down my body and hard muscles, I can smell our bodies, our aggression can be smelled. You move fast and rush on top of me, side ways, smothering your abs on my face I immediately turn my face around, the sweat of your abs dripping on my face I can feel it and taste it hard, I can feel the weight of your muscled body on top of me, hard, firm, the heat of your body. and my forearm is trapped between your legs, I need to break the hold....fuckkkk so intense and so hard....
18:58 Mateusz_Kacper: I plant my foot firmly on the ground and I arch my back, my forearm can feel our hardon between your legs as I raise my arm a bit, feeling pressing between your leg, my other arm extend out, blocking the shoulder and arm lock, passing the arm on top of your head and lock your head down, trying to pass my pit on the back of your head, pushing your head down, so now we are stuck, both of us, my arm locked between your legs, your head locked under my arm as I arch my back. "Fuck you Sam, can do this all day motherfucker. " Too bad my knees are way too far to slam into your side. We are both breathing in our sweat arrghhhh
19:04 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Splayed out on top of you, fighting to lock out your right arm, you twist and grunt, and turn your head to the side. You bridge up, arching your back, that tight, sweat soaked muscled core of yours straining up. Your left arm presses up against my raging dick as I keep it trapped between my quads. Fuck... Feels so fucking good. You twist your right arm free, aided by the sweat soaking our hard muscles, and your bridge.
19:07 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Before I can recapture your arm, you slide it behind my neck, your bicep flexing, rippling, as hard as a cannon ball as you shove my face into your armpit, thick with sweat and heavy with your scent. I get a massive dose of your musk, breathing it in deep, smelling you up close and personal.
19:15 Corporal_Sam_Mason: FUCK... I hear your taunt, and with a grunt, I reply, my voice muffled by your thick, hairy, sweaty pit, "Fuck you Sarge... you think I can't?" I could do... I could fucking breathe in his scent like this all day ... and all night. Then, suddenly, I heave my abs off your face, repositioning onto your thick muscled pecs, then I slide my right knee, the one closest to your head, past your shoulder, and smash it brutally into the side of your undefended jaw. Just as my knee strikes the side of your head, I seize your right wrist, and with a surge of muscle, I yank my head free of your pit. I grunt as I hold onto your right wrist with my left hand, and drive my right elbow back into your jaw just as I drive my right knee into your jaw a second time.
19:23 Mateusz_Kacper: It’s by far the hardest fight that I have ever done, exhausted, we have been battling for god knows how long and feels like I can’t get enough, I want this fucker, and i want it bad, this motherfucker won’t teach me a lesson or its gonna be hell, fuck him. ouffffff My head snaps back and I feel my jaw getting smashed. It's a knee. It's not as fast as a punch but it cac stun you and I feel the power behind it.
19:27 Mateusz_Kacper: When I get my free arm I raise right to my head and protect from the second blow, both dripping sweat, hard, smelling, my elbow protects my jaw and when you hold my wrist you exposed your side, your ribs, your pit it's all right there, stretched out as you hold my wrist. I close my fist and ram into your stretched ribs and lats, two hard punches, before using that momentum to roll off under you.
19:29 Mateusz_Kacper: I move on your side pressing my chest into your side as I go for your left arm, trying to hold your wrist and twist your arm behind you as my chest press on your side, grunting and sweaty hard, "Fuck Sam really?"
19:33 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I smash my knee into your jaw, but that frees your left arm just enough, and you pull it free to protect your head from my follow up attack. FUCK. Before I can reposition, you drive your fist into my exposed ribs. You don't have a very good position, but you don't need it. It's an instinctive reaction when a man is hit in the ribs... I roll slightly, letting go of your wrist, to protect my ribs. FUCK
19:37 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I slide off your body, grunting, rolling to get back up, but you drive into me as I try to roll, catching me while I'm on my side. You grab my left arm, fighting for control, trying to twist it behind my back. FUCK... I'm in danger here ... you taunt me... I keep twisting my arm and wrist, back and forth, making you fight for every inch, aided by our sweat. Your scent is so fucking strong, and I can feel the power in your chest as you lean against my side.
19:39 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I bring my left knee up suddenly, spearing it directly into your ribs, using the same attack on you that you just used to get me off you. I have a fucking clear shot right at your ribs, and I put a lot of power into that knee. Fuck... how long have we been fighting? I'm really starting to dig down into the dregs of my stamina and endurance, my sheer stubborn willpower, and my fucking raging lust ... this is one of the strangest fights I've ever had... the harder we go at each other, the more I want you. The stronger the attraction becomes.
19:43 Corporal_Sam_Mason: My breath is coming in massive gasps now. But I keep fighting. I shove my right arm up, taking advantage of that brief opportunity created by my knee strike to your ribs. I slam my hand right under your hip, get my center of gravity under you, then, twist suddenly, rolling heavily towards my left side, pushing up with my right arm, the bicep bulging, flipping you over my body to slam back down to the floor of the tent, rolling right back on top of you.
19:47 Corporal_Sam_Mason: As I roll, my left knee is still pulled in tight against my body, and I extend it, sliding it under your neck. I clamp down with my right leg over the top of your neck, on my side, your head trapped between my quads, your face right up against my bulge, your mouth crushed up against my balls and hard cock. I grunt, then squeeze as hard as I fucking can, with your head trapped between my quads. "YEP, REALLY SARGE! NOW SARGE!! FUCKING GIVE!!"
16:48 Mateusz_Kacper: I’ve been smelling his scent all this fight and was and still is one of the longest fight that I have ever had, I’m used to hand to hand fist fight combat, yes some wrestling here and there especially for training, but enemies dont wrestle usually, but I’ve been smelling this fucker so long and now I get to smell and feel his hardon as well as mine, pressing aganst my face, his sweaty balls and musk is expanding on my face and nose, I’m pumped and hard "Fuck you....what is that...your fucking homo wrestling class you asshole?" I grunt with your crotch pressing on my face.
16:52 Mateusz_Kacper: I extend my arm and looking for your arm that holds you up, pulling your arm toward me and plant my foot bridging out, since you don't have any leverage I roll you on your back while i'm still in your hold, but now you are on your back and I put my knee next to my body....raise my torso....my arm trying to get a hold and slowly getting to one knee....raise your body, it’s either you let go or I plan to slam your back hard on the tent floor .....sweat dripping, my muscle using the last energy that I have to flip this hold.
16:59 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I grin as the Sarge's face is shoved right into my crotch. "Fuck, you look good down their Sarge!!" This fight... it was so ... different. I was fighting just as hard, if not harder, than I would on the battlefield, but ... I was fighting with a raging boner. And this last hold was clearly not coming from my combatives hand to hand training.. but rather from the burning desire to see your face in my crotch.
17:02 Corporal_Sam_Mason: "Don't fucking tell me that you don't wanna be there Sarge." I'm fucking exhausted, but still, somehow energized... I can't keep going at this pace, my abs and ribs are sore as fuck, will be covered in bruises, but I don't want this fight to ever end. Something... very special about it.
17:05 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Then, suddenly, you show me that awesome power of yours, twisting me over onto my back, getting your feet under you, and as my eyes go fucking wide as saucers at your sheer power... You deadlift me up off the floor of the tent. FUCK ME... What a beast.
17:11 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I crunch up with my abs, sitting up as you start to lift me, fighting through the aching in my bruised core, gritting my teeth, sweat streaming off my muscled torso. Then, all at once, I release my legs from around your neck, reaching up to grab the top of your head for support, as I tuck my legs in, and slide my boots down your sweat soaked muscled torso, in one lighting fast movement, gouging that tough body of yours with my boot soles. I stagger back, in a battle stance, my eyes flashing, fists raised, looking you right in the eye. "I can do this all fucking day Sarge..." But even as I say that, my chest is heaving, and sweat is pouring off me. But my dick is still rock hard.
17:16 Mateusz_Kacper: You made a choice to release and not get slammed on the hard floor and that was a wise decision, I’m breathing hard, looking at your body covered in sweat, some blood on your chest, both of us breathing hard, both determined here, I’ve been in so many fights but none of them were like this, in all my fights you wanna finish the fight, this one I don't, but I know also that my energy is low, I feel my boner still hard, can't believe, how long has it been hard like this.
17:21 Mateusz_Kacper: I’m looking at you and step back, my muscle pumped, veins are exploding on my biceps, I take a deep breath, gonna admit, this kid is fuckin tough and if he hasn’t reached his limit yet, I’m impressed. "When the military kicks you out, you have a career in pro wrestling bullshit, I can do this all day soldier." I raise my fists but clearly I'm spent, moving into you.
17:23 Mateusz_Kacper: One nice shot goes to target your mouth before I clinch with you, still pretending to fight, with short jabs at your beaten ribs, let my chest rubbing into you, holding and leaning into each other, grunting some, none of us wanna quit.
17:29 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I take in the sight of you, your muscles all flexed and veiny, looking harder than cabled steel. Fuck... what a magnificent beast. So fucking hard... Want him so bad. "Pro wrestling? Please Sarge... no fucking way. Those pussies couldn't handle me. You'd fit right in though." Fighting to make my body obey me, I keep my guard up as you move in, chest heaving as I fight for breath.
17:31 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Your fist smashes in, slamming against my hastily raised forearm, then you pepper me with some jabs to my ribs. I groan, slumping slightly, my head resting against your shoulder in exhaustion, but your blows lack power. You are leaning against me as much as I'm leaning against you. You are nearly fucking spent... almost ready to collapse on your feet... and so am I.
17:31 Corporal_Sam_Mason: We've pushed each other to the utter limit. Grunting, I fire a few more shots, into your ribs, and a short nasty uppercut into your jaw as I hang off you, and you hang off me.
17:34 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Then... suddenly, some of your sweat, mixed with some of your blood drips down your chin onto my cheek, and runs into my mouth. I taste you... smell you... feel you... full on. Right then, right there, and before I realize what exactly the fuck I am doing, I reach my arm up under your sweaty pit, go behind, grab the back of your head, and push your face into mine. I lock onto your mouth, and, with my chest heaving, sweat pouring off me, barely able to stand, I drive into you, giving you a fucking hard, aggressive kiss that makes the first one we shared seem like child's play.
17:44 Mateusz_Kacper: We are clearly holding into each other, your punches making me grunt, I’m spent, I have no more energy, my punch moves by instinct trying to fire hard into your ripped body but I know there is no power behind it, when I feel your tongue in my mouth, I can taste you, your sweat, your power, your testosterone, finally we are doing what we come here to do, you kiss me and unlike the last time my hand goes behind your head and pulls you into me and I kiss you back...dig my tongue down in the back of your throat, pushing you against some boxes as I kiss you and my hands are rubbing your chest, feeling your muscle that I was fighting for so long.
17:46 Mateusz_Kacper: I break the kiss. "Took you that long to do this fucker?" I go back to kissing you, as we start to get to our knees, grunting and moaning into your mouth, pressing my body into yours, now rolling on the tent, trapped, tangled, feeling your boner against mine, I pin you, you pin me,in what looks like a continuation of our wrestling.
17:52 Corporal_Sam_Mason: But there is another difference with the kiss this time... Because this time, you don't fight it... in fact, just the opposite. Suddenly, you are holding my head and forcing your tongue down my throat as hard as I'm forcing mine into yours. FUCK... Every nerve in my body starts to tingle as my dick twitches.. You taste so fucking amazing. This is ... incredible. Suddenly, the irritation, the edginess that had been driving me crazy, that rough, hard attraction for you, ignited like gasoline. FUCK YES.
17:54 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I feel you push me down onto some boxes, and I go with it, not wanting to break that kiss, as you rub my sweaty, hard pecs. My own hands are all over your body, feeling your lats, gripping your biceps, loving the thick feel of all that hard muscle that you've built up over years of dedication and hard work.
17:58 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Then, finally we break off the kiss. Taking in a deep breath to replenish my sweat-soaked muscles with much needed oxygen. I look up into your eyes as you give me shit... "Hey, I'm a Corporal... you are the fucking Sergeant... you should have taken the lead to begin with." I grin as we go back to kissing, rolling off the boxes across the floor, covered in sweat, locked together, tasting each other, rolling over and over, first me on top, then you. Until finally, we stop on our sides, both of us locked together. I break off kissing you... breathing heavy, my forehead against yours, staring into your eyes. "Fuck you Sarge..." I say it, but the way I say it, it sounds more like a term of endearment. My hand presses against your abs, feeling the hard ridges as I push it down, inside your fatigues and the waistband of your pants, my fingers exploring your hard, stiff cock and balls.
18:05 Mateusz_Kacper: Breathing hard, we needed that kiss, after the first one, I had that playing in my head over and over, and after this fight I needed to understand what was going on in my head, and yes I wanted to kiss this fucker. feeling this breath in my mouth, his muscles against mine, his scent on my body.
18:09 Mateusz_Kacper: We fought hard and we had to do it, the brutal kiss after, its the result of all the adrenaline in our bodies and muscles, our testosterone but now we are here, on our side looking at you straight in the eye while you explore my body and the most intimate part of it. I’m breathing heavy, a bit scared but so horny, my hard thick cock pulsing in your hand, I let you do it, I want you to do it. Happened before, it's not the first time but I pushed all that back in the most deep secret part of my memories and now it's all coming back, one day i'll tell him my story.....now his hand is exploring my parts "I guess I enjoyed you trying to hit me like a girl asshole." my hand goes to your abs.
18:12 Mateusz_Kacper: I’m feeling your sweat and then my hand dives into your trousers, pulling the waistband out to slide you close, and the upper part of my hand is brushing your wet hard manhood before I slide my hand into it, slowly, carefully, like I was trying not to rush something but feeling it slowly, exploring the length of your hard cock until I grab it all into my hand.
18:16 Corporal_Sam_Mason: My skin shivers as your hand rubs my abs. My heart starts beating faster. The connection between us is so fucking intense... and the only way for us to see that connection was through the fight, the sweat, the muscle, the power, the skill we shared between us. It was all part of it.
18:20 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I can feel you shiver as I hold your manhood in my grip. I can tell that you are ... slightly nervous about what's happening between us, but at the same time, you aren't holding back. You want this as much as I do. "Yeah? You ever met a woman that could take you to your limit like I did? Fuck you Sarge." Our scent is heavy and thick in the air between us, as I start to work your rod and balls,with a firm tight grip. My other hand is holding you close against me, and I'm starting to grind my own cock into yours when your hand slides down my trousers and starts to work my hard shaft. I groan softly as I feel your grip. I grunt, resting my forehead against yours, whispering, "Fuck..."
18:26 Mateusz_Kacper: Looking at you and breathing hard and yes I am nervous, nervous because he is my soldier, nervous because I don't know this where can go, nervous because of the past, but I’m to horny and guys should never think and do things when they have a hard cock, they do stupid things and I’m not sure this is the best but I let you explore my manhdood and my forehead is against yours, its so fucking hot, I lick the side of your face like I’m testing and kissing you while I work on your pants and struggle to get them off, took us a minute to finally get naked, just our socks on, naked.
18:28 Mateusz_Kacper: We are side to side but naked, pressing into you and kissing you, the tent is filled up with our scent, sweat, sweaty muscles, sweaty balls and cocks, and I’m kissing you. I roll on top of you, pressing my hard body into you, let my hard cock pin yours and stab into your balls and cock, then you roll into me and my fingers dig into your muscled back.
18:30 Mateusz_Kacper: It's a slow dance, we hold each other tight, we flex, we show off our muscles in different ways as we rub against each other. "You ever shut up Corporal?" I kiss you back.
18:34 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I groan as you lick my face. Every nerve in my body is tingling from being close to you. Touch you, smelling you, feeling you. We both work to get each other's trousers and boots off, so we are practically naked, and then you roll me over onto my back, pressing that body of yours down on top of me... muscle against muscle, our sweat and scent mixing as you swordfight my cock with yours. I grunt, my sensitive shaft leaking precum as they grind together.
18:37 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Together, locked like this, we roll back and forth, your fingers dig into my muscled back, and then my hands do the same to yours, gripping deep into those powerful lats and shoulder blades, feeling the body of the man that fought me to the point of exhaustion.
18:39 Corporal_Sam_Mason: We are flexing our muscles, exchanging our power with one another as we roll back and forth. I grin as you ask me if I ever shut up. I kiss you back, not responding right away. Then, I break off the kiss and my mouth roams down your chest, my tongue tasting the salt on your skin from your sweat. My balls are boiling by now... as I keep grinding into you. Then, I cover your hard left nip with my mouth, and bite down it, working it in between my teeth. My hands are feeling up your arms as I chew on your nip, totally lost in the pleasure of being close with you, my fingers exploring the thick muscle you've packed on to your arms.
18:44 Mateusz_Kacper: Your body moves more naturally on top of me, giving me a pleasure that I have forgotten or I never had, my past with this side of my sexuality has been very dark and not pleasant, but this is different and I moan in pleasure, flexing and bouncing my pecs, rubbing your hair and feeling your mouth exploring my body in different ways, testing my salty sweat, trying to contain my low grunts and moans.
18:47 Mateusz_Kacper: My foot moves between your legs and I start to rub your hard cock and your balls with my toes and fingers, I can't reach you with my hand, but my hands and fingers are working and twisting your nipples as I’m under you. It’s an amazing feeling, captured by the pleasure of your movements against my body, I arch my back some, rubbing your traps and your shoulder, grunting "Fuck you sam this...." and my head finishes the sentence ...this is too good.
18:52 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I grunt as I chew some more on your pec, tasting your nip, your salt your sweat. Then, I feel your foot lifting up, going between my legs as I grind into your cock, rubbing against my shaft, working it with your toes. I let out another moan of pleasure as you rub my nips with your fingers. "Fuck.. Sarge... this is..." I gasp... then, I reach down with one hand, between us, and grab your shaft again. I work the pre cum leaking from your dick in between my fingers, and as you work my cock with your foot, I work yours with my hand. I push forward, lifting my head up slightly, staring down into your eyes. My balls are churning... I could fucking blow at any minute.. But I'm holding back, exerting discipline, wanting this to be mutual. I don't say a word. I just stare deep into your eyes. I smell your scent. I see your body, your face, looking into your eyes... my stare is intense. Fuck... you are so handsome.
18:58 Mateusz_Kacper: Your hand on my throbbing cock feels amazing and it’s doing magic, usually I can hold back very well, I’m proud that I can fuck my girl for a long time but this fucker, his muscles, his sense, his attitide the whole package is making my cock lose control. "Fuck Sam, you gonna make me blow if you....oh shit...man I’m gonna blow I’m telling you...." My head rolls back, my back arches, my muscles are shaking. "Fuck I can't...." and my cock explodes, a huge load all over your hand, my abs and your abs and chest....breathing hard.
19:02 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I feel you shuddering underneath me as my hand works your cock like a champ, holding back my own load as your foot works my shaft. It takes every fucking ounce of discipline I have not to blow, but I'm stubborn. I listen as you start to mouth off... your body quivers, shakes, those steel-hard muscles trembling as your balls take charge, then suddenly, your entire body tenses, arches,and explodes. FUCK YEAH. I wait until you are finished draining your nuts, coating our torsos with your cum. THEN, I let go, adding to the mess, my balls twitching as I moan into your face, my seed spraying out making a sticky mess between our sweaty, hard muscled abs and pecs. I collapse on top of you, breathing hard. And then... even though I'd just fucking cum, I kiss you. Soft, gentle, a bit intimate. My way of telling you that this ... wasn't just about sex. And then, I'm content just to lay there, feeling your hard-muscled chest rise and fall in sync with my own.
19:03 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I'm so fucking tired now... I could fall asleep on top of your chest. I'm so comfortable. Feels so good here.
19:33 Mateusz_Kacper: I was hoping for this. Moments that come as a storm arrives, intense, violent and then passing, but they do not go away without leaving consequences. Devastation, despair in people, however strong the emotions are. There is no despair in what just happened, but there certainly are strong emotions. At other times I would have left, I did what I had to do, but no. His lips on mine after having cum, it’s close to something right, something that had to be like this. My hands slide over the sweaty skin, my fingers follow the line of his spine, counting the muscles on his back. The smell of the skin, of sweat, mixed with the smell of semen does not bother me, but it makes me feel alive, present, immersed in this moment that is still not completely clear to me.
19:33 Mateusz_Kacper: And moments of the past intertwine with the present, as if one wanted to chase the other, and then disappear again in the great room of the memory of each of us. The darkness of that room hides secrets, which have become such, not because they have not been lived, but because they have been forgotten. I move my head, my lips seek his lips, the kiss is delicate, gentle, soft, almost respectful of that intimacy that has just been created.
19:33 Mateusz_Kacper: And then, just as it came, like an alarm clock in the morning, his senses awakened, I gently moved his hot muscle to the side and slid away. I look into your eyes, I want to photograph this moment, naked, still sweaty, still with a hard cock, I would like to smile, but I don't.
19:34 Mateusz_Kacper: "Corporal, get dressed, you are violating article 134 of the military code, indecent conduct, I could even get you arrested." I get up, while I look for my boxers and slip into my pants, "But then your ass wouldn't last more than 5 minutes in jail and then I’d have to come and rescue you." Finally I find my shirt, still sweaty, put it on and turn to you, "Last night at the bunker on the lake, what .... is with ...." I shake my head, "It doesn't matter." as I turn around to leave, hiding a smile.
16:33 Corporal_Sam_Mason: As I lay there, my mind empties of thought, and I feel at peace, calm, relaxed, and perfectly content. It's like the storm that had been building inside of me ever since I first laid eyes on Sarge has finally broken, spent all of it's passion and fury. And on the other side of that storm I find a sense of intimacy, connection ... that doesn't need words. Just touch. Our muscles glued together by our spent seed, our bodies molded and linked. Our heartbeats in sync with each other. So much power in this man... and yet, hidden depths of tenderness as well. As I lay there his hands trace patterns on my back, with each rise and fall of his powerful chest, tender, gentle, intimate movements, in perfect contrast to the intensely powerful aggression we shared.
16:36 Corporal_Sam_Mason: Then, the timeless moment passes, as the Sarge pushes me to the side. I stretch, and turn onto my side, staring into your eyes. Another long moment passes. Then, the Sarge is on his feet, as I look up at him, slightly bemused. I chuckle, "Well Sarge, you'd have to arrest yourself first, now wouldn't you?" I reach up and give your semi-hard cock a light slap before you finish turning aside to get dressed. I stand up, and likewise get dressed, pulling on my underwear, and shrugging into my shirt and trousers, our shared cum dried and sticky on my chest. A shower will definitely be in order.
16:41 Corporal_Sam_Mason: I look up as you turn to me, starting to ask about the lake. My expression doesn't change... as you stumble over the question, before giving up and turning to leave. I sigh. I don't even know how to answer that question. So much intensity in such a short time. I'm about to try and reply, but I can't even think of the words to use. In the end, all I manage to say is, "Good night Sarge. And ... thanks... for not being an asshole when it really counted." I watch him leave, gathering my coat, and pausing at the flap to the tent, turning and looking back at the cluttered tent, his scent, our scent, still lingering in the air.
16:44 Corporal_Sam_Mason: And... I suddenly feel sad. I wished that I could have woken up in the morning next to him.... I sigh, and turn to leave, heading for the showers and my cot.

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